It was only a matter of time.
On a weekend evening, Hugo came to visit. I was in the kitchen preparing something for him to eat, when I heard a thumping on the glass door to the ditch. I came out to see Hugo by the glass, waiting. Raleigh was near by, as was Renn. I thought it rather cheeky of Hugo to start demanding I hurry like that. It’s not as if he were being asked to pay for his fare at the café.
A couple of nights ago, I saw Hugo on the steps leading down to the ditch. He was waiting again. Raleigh was on the carpeted ledge next the glass door. I went to get some food and I heard another thump on the glass. Coming out once more, I observed that Hugo was still on the steps. It had been Raleigh who banged on the window.
Peachy was protesting a new cat coming too near his home. HIS home. He’s reached the possessive stage. I knew this would happen. Sigh.